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CHapter 250

    CHapter 250


    “Speaking ill of others without knowing the truth, this ssmate’s intellect and character leave much


    to be


    desired‘


    Noe’s voice, sweet and melodious, echoed through the ssroom


    Noe could spot a wolf in sheep’s clothing from a mile away, and someone like Oriana wasn’t


    worth a second thought to her.


    Noe was only here to fulfil her grandmother’s wish for her to get a proper college education, but


    she had her own ns too.


    Oriana came from an academic family, each member more bookish than thest. Her face flushed


    with a mix of anger and embarrassment when Noe’s words hit their mark.


    “But the person online said she was your sister. It can’t all be made up, can it?”


    Noe nced at Oriana with a look of sheer disdain.


    Did they really believe whatever the inte spewed? Yvonne or Briony, both slightly older than


    Noe, referred to her as their “older sister” merely to appear delicate and in need of care. In reality,


    she had no sisters at all


    “I could im to be your long–lost father would you buy that?”


    Oriana was speechless.


    Laughter broke out among the students, and Oriana’s cheeks stung with em


    ment.


    “Why don’t you rify things? If it’s a misunderstanding, you should set the re


    “Oriana, the stuff you’ve got in your head and guts, how exactly would you rify that? In other


    words, if I say I’m your real dad, how would you clear that up?”


    Oriana was stunned!


    How could you rify such nonsense? It didn’t need rification! Everyone knew what the head and


    guts were full of, and who would seriously think Noe could be Oriana’s father?


    To rify such a thing would be an exercise in futility.


    The room erupted inughter again.


    “Noe should join the debate team. With her, our college would take home the gold this year!”


    Oriana’s face turned a spectrum of reds and purples, and with the teacher’s entrance, she had no


    choice but to simmer down and take her seat.


    The first ss was Intro to Jewelry Design, taught by ady dressed in a tailored dress and a crisp


    white zer, who brought a treasure trove of jewelry for the students to examine.


    “I’m Darcy, and I’ll be your instructor and advisor for this course,” Darcy began, her gaze sweeping


    over the amphitheater.


    Noe couldn’t shake the feeling that Darcy lingered a little longer on her.


    Was it because of the online rumors, or was it because of the zither performance from yesterday?


    10.17


    After ss, Darcy announced the homework


    “Please submit your design drafts to my email after ss,” she said.


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    Jewelry design demanded an assessment of the students‘ artistic skills and understanding of the


    craft, and many students were prepared in advance.


    Darcy’s eyes fell on the girl at the back of the room. “Noe, could youe to my office, please?”


    “Of course.”


    Noe’s summons to Darcy’s office sparked giggles from Oriana and a few other girls.


    They were sure the teacher was going to give Noe a hard time!


    Oriana, apanied by a few cohorts, followed stealthily, eager to eavesdrop.


    After all, the rumors online had tarnished the college’s reputation, and a public scolding would


    surely embarrass Noe


    In the office, Darcy sipped water to moisten her throat before addressing Noe, who stood tall and


    poised.


    Noe’s fairplexion and refined features wereplemented by her gaze, which carried a


    palpable


    air of cool indifference.


    Darcy smiled, “Don’t be nervous. I asked you here for two reasons. First, about the courses you’ve


    applied to be excused from–I’d like to know why”


    “No particr reason, just that some sses feel like a waste of time.”


    Noe had her te full, managing the Schnabel family’s business ventu internal affairs, and


    fulfilling duties at the border. She simply couldn’t spar


    curriculum.


    ending to Pris Star’s


    r the school’s


    Darcy was taken aback, expecting a more borate excuse than just ‘a waste of time‘.


    “What about physical education? That’s still important.”


    Noe handed over documents she’d prepared in advance. “I’m a second–level skier and table


    tennis athlete in Harmonia Country, PE. sses won’t teach me anything new.”


    Behind the certificates were numerous jewelry design drafts, casually sketched by Noe in her


    spare


    time.


    Darcy’s eyes widened in amazement.


    The sketches outlined the use of gemstones and detailed every cut and process. If brought to life,


    these designs would dazzle and shine!


    “Noe, did you draw all these?”


    “Just something I do when I’m bored. Since you’ve called me in, I might as well mention that I could


    miss some of my major sses too.”


    From her sketches, it was evident that the curriculum offered little that Noe didn’t already know of


    couldn’t self–learn.


    Darcy hesitated, clearly impressed.


    213


    1017


    Was every child from the Schnabel family a prodigy?


    Noe remained calm. “I’ll make sure to attend final exams, but I can’t guarantee my presence at


    other


    times.”


    At Imperial University, course participation only counted for thirty percent of the grade, so even if


    she missed all her sses, she wouldn’t fail.


    Darcy frowned thoughtfully. “But with your talent, Noe, schrships would be yours for the taking


    Don’t you want topete for one?”


    “It’s not necessary. Better to leave it for someone who really needs it.”


    Schrships held no allure for Noe; there were plenty of diligent students who could use that


    money


    Sensing Darcy’s dilemma, Noe asked, “Is it a problem?”


    If it was a no–go officially, she’d just have to skip sses when necessary.


    Darcy waved the thought away. “Just have your brother visit the school to sign a request, and that’s


    it. He even told me to look out for you–I had no idea Beckett’s sister was such a jewelry design


    prodigy. These drafts are incredible!”


    “Wait, you know Beckett?”


    “Yeah, we go way back, to our PhD days. And the second thing, I owe you one for giving my sister a


    shot. She was over the moon when she heard you’d be attending our college. Told me to make sure


    I show you the ropes.”


    But as it stood, Noe was way out of her league to teach anything!


    “Your sister is…”


    “An employee at your gallery, Dalia. She couldn’t stop singing your praises to me.”


    Noe nced at the photo on Darcy’s phone, the one of them together, and remembered the


    intern who used to be under Travis’s thumb. Last month, she’d been promoted to a full–time


    position at the gallery.


    “But what I’m really curious about is what you’re nning to do with all that time since you’re not


    taking many sses?”


    To dodge a few courses, Noe needed a good excuse.


    “Running the family business. I’ve got a dozenpanies under my name that need managing
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